Colby and Liz gaze down at Brett's den of iniquity and descend the loft steps to walk out to the pool. Colby makes with the intros to Brett, and as soon as they hear "FBI," two members of the entourage look on their guards. But Brett himself just stands up from a tableful of beer bottles and purports to think it's "cool," since he's playing a DEA agent in his next film and could pick their brains. The tallest Entourager stands up, folds his arms, and demands to know why they're there. Colby looks up at him and sneers, "Who are you?" How much I would love for this Entourager to give lip and then get thrown around by Colby for even presuming? The tall Entourager says his name is Logan and he "handles Brett's security." Well, given that Colby and Liz just walked right in, good job there, dude. Brett says Logan keeps him out of trouble. The other Entourager jumps up and bounds over. He's the one that bragged about all the "tail" he gets via Brett. He's also the type of guy who lets his mouth hang slightly open in that faux-threatening, slightly sneering, "I'm too cool to care that I look like I'm losing IQ points with every breath" expression. Puff Diddly Daddy has perfected that look. Brett introduces this parasite as "Josh Ryan, he's the one who usually gets me into it." Oh, how charming the bestubbled, chinless Hollywood wonder is! "You know, if you ever want to come up and hang out, you'd definitely make the cut," Josh drawls to Liz. Can Liz just, like, head-butt him or something? Seriously, these guys are so skeevy, I'm disappointed that only one of them dies by the end! Liz ignores this and confirms that all three of them live there. Colby hands over a photo of the body that they must have screen-capped and printed from the video. Brett's completely surprised as he says, "Is that? That's my bathroom." Oscar material, let me tell you. Logan insists it has to be a fake "or something." Given the body chilling at the morgue, Liz explains, it's real enough. Colby hands over the photos of Live Andrea they pulled from her driver's license, and asks if any of them recognize her. They swear to God they don't. Considering they probably think God is George Burns, that sort of oath doesn't mean much. Wait, that's not fair. At their age, God is Morgan Freeman.
Brett saunters back into his house, leading the agents, and says a lot of people come through his house because he has an open-door policy. Colby wonders how safe that is, considering his fame. Yeah, dude -- didn't you watch "Obsession" in Season Two? Brett comments, "That's how Brian would've done it." Who's Brian? His brother. Brett pulls up his sleeve to show an underdeveloped bicep and a tattoo on his lower shoulder. Is it a butterfly? No, it's his brother's name -- isn't that sweet? Brett explains that they "all" moved out there from Baltimore with dreams of being rich and famous, but Brian was killed in a carjacking soon after they arrived. "So this is somehow for him?" Colby asks. "Everything's for him," Brett says, raising his hands expansively, "and this would've been his way, you know? Share the wealth." Logan and Josh are trailing the agents. The Evil Dr. Mathra adds, "Meanwhile, they have Brian's body propped up somewhere like Weekend at Bernie's and they're all -- 'How's the view? Need a drink? More girls? Just let us know, bud, because this is all for you.'"